Serious People, Who is Learning Magic at Marvel?

Just when the spider wanted to explain it to him, the roar that had gradually moved away approached them again.

"There's no time to explain these things, human, follow me if you want to survive."

The spider's mouthparts were intertwined, and the white downy hairs on its legs had now hardened and stood up like the fine hairs that stood up when Peter triggered the spider's sense.

He noticed this, but said nothing. The spider turned around, Peter jumped up, jumped on its back, and the two quickly disappeared into the darkness. It is obviously the first time to cooperate, but it is very cooperative.

It didn't take long for a monster with a dark body and skin like moving mucus to appear here.

It has human-like limbs, but more slender. The face should be empty where the eyes should be, and on the empty head there is only a huge mouth with wide open fangs, which is constantly roaring at this time.

From behind it, there were several more roars, and the monster stuck out a bright red tongue from its mouth and licked the ground. The secretions left behind had eroded the ground into deep pits, but it seemed very intoxicated, licking the place where Peter once stood with its tongue.

It stopped moving after the entire ground was corroded by the secretions in its mouth.

Those slender limbs were swelling wildly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and so was its body. The monster was lying on the ground, trembling, and from time to time it roared from its throat, as if enjoying it.

Peter knew nothing of what was going on in the dark depths.

He just lay down on the spider's back, grabbing the white fluff as hard as he could for balance. The speed of this huge spider's full-strength activity made him secretly startled, and it must be faster than him. Maybe even the same speed as Kuaiyin.

Its limbs can fly far away with every vigorous jump, but the surroundings are still dark.

"Where are we going?!" Peter couldn't help it. He lay on the spider's back and shouted loudly.

"Hold tight, human." Instead of answering Peter's question, it motioned him to grip the fluff on his back. Immediately afterwards, a pure white glow began to spread around this huge spider, and in the next instant, they disappeared in place.

Peter's eyes stinged from the intense light, so bright that he had been in the dark for so long. But he didn't have time to look after his eyes now, and Peter grabbed his mask and began to vomit. All the undigested pizza he ate was spit on the ground.

Spider said coldly: "It's useless.

"

Peter wiped his mouth and stood up from the ground. He put his mask back on, ignoring the spider's taunts.

Looking around, he keenly found that they were now in a building similar to a gladiatorial arena.

There are not many complete seats in the auditorium, and it is full of broken eaves and broken walls. The sand pit under his feet was still dark red. Peter kicked the bunker, and the knocked-out teeth were still encased in the raised sand.

Peter shuddered and thought: I'm standing on a pile of dead people's teeth now. The thought made him shudder.

Huge, hundreds of meters high black rock walls surrounded the arena, one of which was full of cracks. The sun was falling from the sky, and the blazing heat made him squinting.

Peter wailed in his heart: I knew I wouldn't wear this suit! Damn polymer material, you can't wash it in a washing machine if you sweat...  

The spider didn't care what he was thinking, it turned around, and its arthropods stepped on many pits on the ground. Its arthropods stepped very deep, and when it was pulled out, it not only brought sand, but also rusted weapons and the like. :"follow me."

"Where is this?"

"Refuge." It replied coldly, with a tone of self-denial, as if it had given up hope for the future. "It is also the place where the savior of your prophecy will arrive."

"Wait, what savior?" Peter asked puzzledly as he followed in its footsteps.

The spider stopped answering, and Peter had no choice but to follow it all the way.

They walked over the hot sand pit where I don't know how many people died, and walked to the rock wall full of cracks. Peter looked around as he walked. He has never been to such a place, only seen in movies, such as the Raptors crossing the river.

I wish I could see the classic battle of Bruce Lee and Chuck Norris one more time before I die.... he thought so, and the spiders crossed that huge rock wall and unfolded before their eyes, It's a quiet little village.

Wood and a huge pale yellow plant leaf that he could not recognize were the raw materials for most of the buildings here, and the residents inside were even more strange. Some walk on all fours and are completely dark. Some stand upright on two feet, and even have a huge spiral horn on their bald heads.

They didn't seem to notice the arrival of Spider and Peter, still doing their jobs in an orderly manner. Such as weaving baskets, fetching water, cultivating land, etc.

The spider shook its body beside him, the pure white glow spread again, and then the huge white spider shrunk a lot.

It jumped on Peter's shoulder and said in his ear, "Go to the middle of the village and see that stone building? Go inside and someone will tell you what you should do."

As it said, Peter started walking towards the village. The villagers noticed the cobweb head in red and blue tights, and most of them nodded and smiled kindly at him. No one thought there was anything wrong with him dressing like that.

Peter nodded in response, feeling extremely embarrassed in his heart, and wished he could use his toes to get out of the three rooms and one living room. The spider whispered in his ear, "Don't worry, they don't know you're the savior."

Talking, it laughed sarcastically: "Otherwise, I guess you are surrounded by them now. This group of ignorant believers..."

"The believers? What do they believe?" Peter asked quietly.

"You." Spider answered impatiently, raising his forelegs to tap his cheek. "Hurry up!"

He soon saw the square stone building in the middle of the village, the rough and unpolished stone made the building look rough and primitive.

The surfaces of those stones were covered with characters that Peter couldn't understand. Peter looked at them and found that he couldn't recognize them at all. Then, he walked cautiously to the door of the building, knocked on the wooden door, and asked politely, "Is anyone there?"

"Come in." An old female voice answered him.

He pushed open the door and walked in.

It was dark inside, and a torch was the source of all light. A faint scent of incense filled the room, but Peter couldn't get used to it. He coughed twice.

A woman in a robe sat on the ground with her back to him, her long white hair tied into a ponytail, but still able to touch the ground. Peter closed the door softly, hesitating, not knowing how to speak. But the woman had turned back and looked at him with a smile.

She was old - for a split second Peter thought he was facing Aunt May. The similar kind smile made him relax a little unconsciously, and the woman stood up. She was very tall, two heads taller than Peter.

She held out her hand: "Hello, young male human."

"Uh... hello?" Her adjective made Peter more at a loss.

They shook hands, and the woman introduced herself: "You can call me Amelia... If I guessed correctly, you should be a human, right? And a person from Earth."

Peter blinked, not knowing what she meant. The spider poked him in the face with its forelegs again, and said, "What about your manners? Tell her your name!"

"Don't be so impatient, Spider." Amela smiled softly and said gently: "He doesn't understand the current situation as a matter of course... Besides, you are also very rude to him."

The spider muttered, jumped up from Peter's shoulder, and jumped on top of Amelia's head: "This human being is stupid, not like the savior you said..."

"God helps the helper, Spider," Amelia replied. "Besides, I never said he was the savior."

"What?! Could it be that I rescued an idiot and came back?"

"Excuse me, ma'am." Peter ignored the spider's sarcasm. "I wanted to ask, what the hell is going on? Oh...I forgot again. Sorry."

He took off his mask, revealing a young face full of bitterness: "My name is Peter Parker."

"Yes, I know." She smiled again. "Young Peter Parker, please don't panic, you just have to wait here for a while."

She lowered her head and looked into Peter's eyes, and a force calmed him down: "According to the prophecy, he will arrive here soon."

"Who?" Peter was even more confused.

"Is it the real savior?" the spider asked above her head.

Facing their doubts, Amelia just gave a gentle smile. Her old face seemed suddenly much younger at this time: "...Neither."

Amelia didn't say anything else, just warmly entertained Peter, let him sit down, and brought some slates that were said to record their history for Peter to watch. But he didn't know their words at all.

According to his observations, Amelia should not be human. There were fine scales around the corners of her eyes, which reminded him of dragons in myths and legends. Sitting on the cold ground, Peter was a little dazed.

He thought, prophecy?

What if the person in the prophecy didn't come? So, what happens?

But he dared not ask. Had to wait quietly.

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"You came."

He Shenyan was floating in the universe, a voice said to him. He has broken through the barriers of the world. Compared with the resistance or habit of other worlds, the attitude of the barriers of this world to him can almost be described as welcoming.

In front of him, there is a huge spider floating in the dark universe. He is unbelievably huge, with stars shining all over his body. Compared with spiders, it is more appropriate to say that a spider pattern composed of stars is more appropriate.

He gently raised his forelimbs, as if to say hello, and countless nebula changed their original trajectory with his movements: "Is the journey still smooth?"

"I met something interesting." The mage replied calmly. "Can I ask, what exactly did you give me this mark for?"

He raised his right hand, revealing the little spider totem.

He retracted his forelimbs, rubbed the two forelimbs against each other, and spit out spider silk made of starlight from his mouth. After a few rubs, a brand new planet was born. With a slight push from him, the planet floated out of the world barrier and went to other worlds.

"Just to be friendly."

"I don't want to accept this kind of gift for no reason, and I don't really need your strength." He Shenyan raised his hand, this was the first time he had seen the process of a real god creating the world so intuitively. Although there is not much he can learn, but... at least he has to take a closer look.

His six pairs of pale blue compound eyes flickered, as if thinking. Then, He said, "Then, can you help me with one thing?"

"I can think about it. By the way, what's your relationship with Spider-Man?"

"It shouldn't be difficult for you to understand... Mage, you have surpassed them by too much. You should know this at a glance."

"Projection of power... yes, of course I know that." He shrugged. "But what I don't understand is why an existence like you would tirelessly and persistently give away his power regardless of return?"

"Because I'm lonely," He replied. "In countless hours, you were the first human to talk to me. I needed them as my window into the world."

"Why don't you just get out of here?"

"Because this is my duty." He shook his head. "I have to stay here.... just like you have to protect your world."

"you know me?"

"There was once a Spider-Man in your world. He saw you once."

The mage squinted, didn't answer the sentence, and changed the subject: "So, what do you want me to do?"

"Saving a world....but you don't seem very willing."

The Master sighed: "Of course. I'm already allergic to the word "save the world." To tell the truth, I have two worlds in my hands waiting for me to go back and save them."

Obviously I just wanted to go home at first.

There was actually a smile in his voice: "The able ones work hard, it's always the case. However, since you don't want to, I'm not forcing it."

"You better talk about it." He Shenyan said quite honestly. "It's always right to have a good relationship with a being like you."

"Interesting, do you want me to owe a debt of favor?"

"You still know this word?"

"I know a lot about your human society," he said. "So, are you sure you want to listen?"

"Are you willing to owe?"

He burst out laughing: "You're so funny! Then... get ready."